A Time to Talk
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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shahido ke naam
मज़हब जुदा सही वतन तो एक है, है फूल रंग
CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ
Where Were You
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
I LOVE YOU
When April bends above me
And finds me fast asleep,
Dust need not keep the secret
Zindgi ne kiye hain bahut se sitam !
Zindagi Ne Kiye Hain Bahut
Se Sitam
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Teri Kasam
.
JIWAN OR SHATRANJ
जीवन और शतरंज में
आता नहीं है ठहरा
No More Sadness
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
The Reason Why I Love You
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
loki bolla muli se
loki bolla sun ri muli,
kahan chali tu dukheli dukheli
I Love You Well
I wish not to love you much,
Only to love you well.
Much is but a quantity,
